Departure Lounge Poem by Palitha Ranatunge

City lights faded
smoky sky hiding
the red roof tops
Those shouldering in
surviving,
Like a Bushman
in a desert I survived
within this mighty walls
of human hive.
Time ran out as a
general truth taking
the light of life away
from lively embraces
of anticipations, tears
and laughters...
heat of the youth is dead
and a chilly night
has advancing
who is at the lounge
holding a one way ticket...